We’ve been to Patagonia in the winter and Iceland in February, yet NYC feels even colder. When I started looking into the weather itself, though, the numbers don’t make sense. I loved reading this NYT article about a native Icelander describing the cold in New York. It’s one thing knowing you’ll be really cold for a few days, but when those days turn into weeks and months, then those chills in your bones never seem to disappear. For whatever reason, the buildings have created wind tunnels that blow the cold air straight through you.